Chapter 570 570ãLi Chengyu doubted, would she be..
Song Qinghuan swallowed, leaned back subconsciously, and said boldly: “I…what do you want to do, I’ll tell you I’m a pregnant woman, and I can’t afford to be scared.”
Li Chengyu looked at the person in front of him, obviously afraid of dying, but pretending to be a brave woman, remembering his impression of her-passersby.
He always thought that if Shi Yuhan used her up, he would kick her away.
But now it seemed that things seemed a bit unexpected. Shi Yuhan had already taken her seriously, and perhaps she would always be by Shi Yuhan’s side in the future.
Suddenly, he thought of his sister.
If she grows up, she should be about the same age as Song Qinghuan. I’m afraid that she will be married at this time. In his heart, he always feels that people who can match his sister will only have time to stay out of the cold.
It’s a pity that this passer-by was taken first. If his sister returns in the future, it is unlikely that she will be with Shi Yuhan.
If his sister had been there, or if he had found her earlier, then Shi Yuhan would definitely choose his sister instead of Song Qinghuan.
His sister must be as beautiful as an immortal, even if it is not as beautiful as an immortal, there must be something unique and touching.
The little baby in my memory looked like a father. Although not the most beautiful and cutest, it was full of aura and spirited.
“How old are you?” When asked this sentence, Li Chengyu himself was a little surprised.
Song Qinghuan was taken aback, her delicate eyebrows slightly twisted.
Facing Li Chengyu’s sudden and inexplicable problem, she was obviously unpredictable.
She blinked and bit her lip.
Looking at Li Chengyu at each other, the gaze sharp as a blade, the shocking aura pressed on her, making her subconsciously tell the truth: “Twenty-three.”
23 years old, really the same age as my little sister.
Perhaps it was because he had connected Song Qinghuan to his sister. Although Li Chengyu’s face and expression were still cold, it was not as terrible as before.
Song Qinghuan lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice: “Weird, it’s okay to ask me what my age is for?”
Li Cheng’s cold gaze swept over her drooping, evasive eyelids. The frosty handsome face could not see the happiness, anger, sorrow, or sorrow, and he asked, “Are you from City Q?”
“No,” Song Qinghuan shook his head subconsciously, thinking about it, and then replied: “But I was born in Q City.”
Lengzhi raised his eyebrows and lowered them gently.
Unusually, Li Chengyu said something like a light joke: “Born in Q, but not growing up in City Q, it is possible that you were born in the wrong hug before you arrived in City A.”
The surrounding air dropped tens of degrees quickly, and Li Chengyu couldn’t make a joke. It was a joke that the ice had reached zero.
More importantly, what he was joking about was somewhat true to Song Qinghuan, and there was nothing wrong with it, but she was indeed carried to City A.
Because of discarding!
Song Qinghuan’s expression slowly became sad, his head hung a little sad.
Li Chengyu squinted his eyes and said lightly, “Could it be that you were really hugged by someone in the hospital by mistake.”
Song Qinghuan raised his eyes and stared at him silently, but the meaning was so obvious.
“Say!” The words spit out from the line of Leng’s lips, not holding his beak, Li Chengsui suddenly flashed a possibility, so similar, would she be his…